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By 

GRACE VAN RENSSELAER 
DWIGHT: ILLUSTRATED BY 
EDITH DIMOCK 



NEW YORK 

D. APPLETON AND COMPANY 

1905 


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Copyright, 1905, by 
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Published September, 1905 



CONTENTS 


PAGE 

How THE Yellow Cat Came to Anne i 

The Shadow Boy ii 

What Happened in the Doll’s House 21 

The Greedy Rabbits 31 

The Brown Shoes’ Story 41 

The New Doll 51 

What the Sunflower Saw 61 

The Foolish Young Robin 73 

A Tea-Party in Fairyland 81 


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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS 


FACING 

PAGE 

Santa Claus was covered with snow .... Frontispiece 

Ben awoke i8 

“ Where are you going ? ” asked the twins 24 

The carriage started 26 

It was only an apple falling 36 

The little rabbits had the stomach-ache 38 

“ I hope it isn’t one of those walnut dolls ” 56 

“ I am from China ” 56 

“ If you can’t see with your ca’cs,” said the violets, “we couldn’t” 64 

Mrs. Sunflower had so many black eyes that all the flowers 

trembled 70 

His wings refused to work at all 78 

The fairies were wonderstruck 86 

They walked away with these little parasols 86 

The fireflies were beginning to light up Page 89 

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HOW THE YELLOW CAT 
CAME TO ANNE 


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I 







HOW THE YELLOW CAT 
CAME TO ANNE 


M rs. SANTA CLAUS went to the 
door of her house and looked out. 
She could not see Mr. Santa Claus 
coming up the road nor hear the jingle of 
his sleigh-bells, so she went back to the fire 
and began filling a stocking. She put an 
apple and an orange and broken candy in 
the foot and was adding a top when there 
was a wild jingle of sleigh-bells. Then the 
door opened and in stepped Santa Claus. 
H e was covered with snow and icicles were 
hanging from his beard. 

“Well,” said he, warming his hands by 
the fire, “how are you getting along?” 

3 


Hotif the ^ellotof Caf Came to Anne 

‘‘This is the last stocking to fill,” said 
Mrs. Santa Claus. “ Did you get any more 
letters ? ” 

Santa Claus pulled some letters from his 
pocket. They were from boys and girls all 
over the world telling Santa Claus what they 
wanted on Christmas. “ Maisie wants a tri- 
cycle,” said Mrs. Santa Claus. 

“And so does her sister Helen,” said 
Santa Claus. “Suppose I take Maisie a 
blackboard ? ” 

“Oh, no!” exclaimed Mrs. Santa Claus, 
“that would not do at all.” So Santa Claus 
went over into the corner where the tricycles 
were kept and rolled one out. Mrs. Santa 
Claus shook her head. 

“ It is too big,” said she, “ Maisie’s legs 
would never reach the pedals.” So Santa 
Claus got a smaller one. 

“ Ben wants a drum,” said he, reading 
another letter. 


4 


Hotif the Cat Came to Anne 

'' But Ben’s mother has sent you a letter 
asking you not to give him a drum.” 

“ If I don’t give Ben a drum, what shall 
I give him?” asked Santa Claus. 

“ I think he would like roller-skates,” said 
Mrs. Santa Claus. So Santa Claus tied up 
a pair of roller-skates for Ben, though he 
would much rather have given him a drum. 

Then some one began to call up the 
chimney, and Santa Claus put his ear close 
to the fireplace to listen. 

“ Please don’t forget the Cat, Mr. Santa 
Claus,” was what he heard. This is Anne.” 

“Anne wants a Cat,” said he to his wife. 

Both Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus went to 
work, and a very busy time they had of it ! 
So many girls wanted dolls and go-carts, and 
so many boys wanted fire-engines and veloci- 
pedes, that it took a long time for old Santa 
to get ready to start out on his journey. 
They fastened the drums and dolls’ houses 
5 


Hotef the '^ellottf Cat Came to Anne 


and pop-guns and tricycles on the back of the 
sleigh, and in the pack they put the dolls 
and blocks and Noahs’ arks and tops and 
tea sets, until the pack was so large it almost 
hid Santa Claus from view. 

Mrs. Santa Claus said: “Oh, my dear, 
whatever you do, don’t let any one see you ! ” 

“No one ever has caught me yet,” said 
Santa Claus. 

“ But last year some one nearly did,” said 
his wife. 

“ That was because the doll’s house was 
so big I could hardly get it down the chim- 
ney,” answered Santa Claus, filling his pockets 
with strings of pop-corn. 

Mrs. Santa Claus threw nuts and apples 
and candies into the bottom of the sleigh, 
and then with a ringing of bells the reindeer 
started and Santa Claus was off. 

Mrs. Santa Claus went back into the 
house and was packing up the broken toys 
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Hotef the 'jfelloig} Cat Came to Anne 


when she heard a strange little noise. She 
thought perhaps it was the doll in the corner 
who had lost her wig, but when she heard it 

again, it was a soft, clear, little Meow ! ” 

from the Yellow Cat; Santa Claus had for- 

gotten to take her to Anne. 

‘'What shall we do?” cried Mrs. Santa 
Claus, but the Yellow Cat only rolled her 
great eyes and answered, “ Meow ! ” 

Mrs. Santa Claus ran to the window and 
looked out, but Santa Claus by this time was 
miles away. So she took the Yellow Cat in 
her lap and fastened on its little red col- 

lar. There was nothing to be done but wait 
for Santa Claus’s return. 

When he came back the sun was just be- 
ginning to rise. The pack on his back was 
empty and the sleigh had not a toy left in it. 

“O Santa Claus,” cried his wife, “you 
forgot the Yellow Cat for Anne!” 

Santa Claus sighed. “What shall we 
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Hota the yetlot£f Cat Came to Anne 

do?” he asked. ''I hardly dare to try to 
take it to Anne now.” 

Mrs. Santa Claus was so sorry that Anne 
would not have the Cat on Christmas morning 
that she asked Santa Claus to try anyway. 
So the Yellow Cat was put in a basket and 
rode beside Santa Claus on the seat of the 
sleigh. The reindeer shook their heads when 
they started out again, for they were tired. 

“Good-by, Yellow Cat!” called Mrs. Santa 
Claus, waving her apron. 

“Meow!” called back the Yellow Cat. 

When Santa Claus reached the chimney 
of Anne’s house he listened awhile, and 
then started to climb down ; but when half- 
way he heard a boy’s voice and a girl’s voice, 
and knew that Ben was up and trying his 
roller-skates. There was no way of getting 
the Yellow Cat in then, so back Santa Claus 
went, and he was thinking of taking her 
home with him, when he saw the chimney of 


Hobef the yellote} Cat Came to Anne 


the barn. So he took the Cat to the barn 
and left her in there, where the gardener 
found her on Christmas morning. Then Santa 
Claus said: ‘'Good-by, Yellow Cat!** and the 
Yellow Cat cried : “ Meow! meow!** And Santa 
Claus jumped in his sleigh and was off, driv- 
ing very fast so none of the boys and girls 
would see him. 

Anne was delighted with the Yellow Cat, 
although she never knew why the gardener, 
instead of Santa Claus, brought it to her on 
Christmas morning. 


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THE SHADOW BOY 






THE SHADOW BOY 


B en was sent to bed without his sup- 
per. Cook made a fresh plum-cake 
for tea, and there was strawberry 
jam to eat with it. Ben lost his share of 
both. His mother sent him to bed for teas- 
ing his sister. Her name was Anne. 

Anne had a doll called Arabella. While 
Anne was in the house, Ben found Arabella 
asleep on the piazza. He caught her by one 
of her arms and ran off with her. When 
Anne came back she looked for her doll. 

‘‘What are you looking for?” asked Ben, 
coming up the walk. 

“ For Arabella,” answered Anne. “ Have 
you seen her?” 

“ Perhaps the dog took her,” said Ben. 

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The Shadow 'Boy 


Anne shook her head. 

“You have taken her!” she declared. 
“Last time I saw her,” said Ben, “she 
was walking toward 
the fence.” 

Anne ran down the 
walk. She screamed 
when she saw Ara- 
bella. Arabella was 
hanging on the picket 
fence by her skirts, 
with arms outstretched 
and hat over one ear. 

Ben disappeared 
around the house, 
laughing. Anne took 
Arabella for a ride in 
the doll’s carriage in 
the garden. Sudden- 
ly Ben sprang out from behind the apple-tree. 
H is face was covered with paint and he had 

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The Shadow 'Boy’ 


feathers in his hair, like an Indian. He 
danced, and gave strange cries. Anne turned 
toward the house, Ben followed her, mimicked 
her walk, repeated whatever she said, and 
pretended to roll a doll carriage and talk to 
his doll Arabella. His mother overheard him 
and sent him to bed. 

He wondered if Cook would bring him 
some cake ; but as she did not, he tried to 
go to sleep. Presently he heard a rustling 
noise, and opened his eyes to find his fairy 
godmother sitting beside him. 

“Well, my dear,” said she, “aren’t you 
in bed early to-night?” 

“Yes,” explained Ben, “I was sent to 
bed without my supper.” 

“What did you do?” asked the godmother. 

“Teased my sister,” said Ben. 

“You tease a good deal, don’t you?” said 
the fairy ; “ once before you were sent to bed 
for that.” 


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The Shcidot&f 'Boy 


mimicked Nurse then,” answered Ben. 

‘'You must like to mimic and tease,” said 
the godmother. 

“ I do,” said Ben. 

“No supper,” murmured the godmother 
with a shake of her head ; “ then you are 
hungry. Let me see if I have something in 
my pocket for you. Yes, here is a pill.” 

As Ben swallowed it he heard the god- 
mother say, “You will be a Shadow Boy 
now, and can mimic as much as you wish.” 

He did not know what it meant to be a 
Shadow Boy, but soon found out. He lived 
on the streets. Whenever boys or girls 
walked out, he followed them. If a boy 
rolled a hoop, or ran, or used his roller- 
skates, he chased him. Sometimes he went 
ahead, and was in fear of being stepped on. 

He followed the girls at play, too, and 
imitated whatever they did. The children 
called him the Shadow Boy, and laughed at 

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The Shadow 'Boy 


his long legs and arms. They used to skip 
and turn to see him follow them around. 
They waved their hats and made faces, and 
the Shadow Boy did the same. He walked 
miles, and grew very tired. He waited out- 
side the churches and schools for hours. 
When they came out they cried : Chase me. 
Shadow Boy, chase me ! and he ran after 
them all the way home. When he saw a 
child coming along the street he wanted to 
hide, but could not. 

One Saturday he worked hard all day. 
Late in the afternoon he sat down by the 
wayside under a tree to rest. He heard foot- 
steps behind him, but did not turn his head 
for fear it was a child. 

'‘Are you the Shadow Boy?” asked a 
deep voice. 

"Yes,” said Ben. 

"Do you chase boys and girls?” inquired 
the voice again. 


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The Shadott^ "Boy 


‘‘Yes,” said Ben. 

“Do you enjoy it?” 

Ben groaned. “No, I hate it!” he said. 

“You are fond of mimicking, of course?” 
said the voice. 

“ Oh, no, not any more ! ” said Ben. “ I 
used to be a real boy. I wish I could be 
one again. When I see my godmother I 
am going to ask her to change me back.” 

“Do you think she will?” asked the 
voice. 

“ I hope so,” said Ben. He turned, and 
found that the voice was that of his god- 
mother. She stood smiling at him. 

“ Perhaps I have another pill in my 
pocket,” she said, hunting for it. 

Ben looked up and saw a child coming 
down the street. 

“ Oh, godmother, do change me ! I don’t 
want to chase any more children ! ” he 
cried. 

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His godmother gave him the pill, and as 
the child passed by him he swallowed it. 
He could feel himself changing into a real 
boy. When he opened his eyes he found 
Anne asleep in the bed beside him, and 
Arabella sitting in her little chair, and he 
knew then that he was no longer the 
Shadow Boy. 


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WHAT HAPPENED IN THE 
DOLLS’ HOUSE 


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WHAT HAPPENED IN THE 
DOLLS* HOUSE 


T he Dolls’ House belonged to Anne. 

It stood in one corner of the nurs- 
ery. There were living in the Dolls’ 
House a Mama Doll, a Papa Doll who wore 
a sailor suit, a grown-up daughter named 
Pinkie in a pink silk dress and lace under- 
clothes, the Twins who stood on the floor, 
and the Baby Doll, who slept in the baby 
carriage and was taken care of by a colored 
nurse. 

I must tell you what happened in the 
Dolls’ House one night. 

The Papa and Mama Dolls left the 
kitchen where they had been sitting and went 
into the parlor. 


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What Happened in the T>olty House 

A new toy had been left in the parlor, 
and though the Papa and Mama Dolls tried 
very hard, they could not make out what 
it was. It certainly was a queer-looking 
thing. 

‘‘Where is Pinkie?’* asked the Mama 
Doll. 

Pinkie called down, “ I am in bed.” 

“ Then dress, and come down quickly,” 
said Mama Doll, “ for there is a new toy 
here in the parlor, and it is so very strange- 
looking that we can not tell what it is.” 

Pinkie got into her lace underclothes and 
silk dress in great haste. She awoke the 
Twins, who were asleep on the sofa. 

“ Where are you going ? ” asked the 
Twins. 

Pinkie was sitting before the little bureau 
with the looking-glass, curling her hair. 

“To see a new toy in the parlor,” said 
Pinkie. 


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“ So are we,” said the Twins, and at once 
got down from the sofa. 

“ Where did the new toy come from ? ” 
asked the Twin in red. 

‘‘And what is it?” asked the Twin in 
blue. 

Pinkie did not know, so she asked them 
to tie the bow on her hair and be good chil- 
dren. 

They tied the hair-ribbon so tight that 
Pinkie gave a scream, but the Twins were 
quite sure it was better that way than to be 
always falling off. 

They found the Mama Doll and the 
Papa Doll still looking at the new toy. 
Papa Doll was lying flat on his back, look- 
ing up at it, but Mama Doll was behind a 
chair. 

“ Why, it’s nothing but a baby carriage,” 
said Pinkie when she first saw it. 

“Oh! is that all?” cried the Twins. 

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'‘We have one baby carriage already/' 
said the Blue Twin. 

“ Perhaps this is a go-cart,” said the Red 
Twin. 

The colored nurse wanted to put the Baby 
Doll in it, but the Mama Doll would not 
let her. 

“We do not know what it is,” said the 
Mama Doll. 

“ If it had horses with it, I should know 
what it was,” remarked the Papa Doll. 

“If it had horses,” said Pinkie, “we 
could go for a ride.” 

“ Oh, if it only were a carriage ! ” ex- 
claimed the Twins. 

“ I have never been in a carriage,” said 
the Red Twin. 

“You have been in a baby carriage,” said 
the Blue Twin. 

The Papa Doll kept poking the little 
carriage and trying to make the wheels go 
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round. “Well,” said he at length, “as it 
has no horses, my dears, get in, and I will 
draw you.” 

Pinkie and the Twins stepped in, but the 
Twins fought so hard to sit on the end of 
the seat that Pinkie had to sit between them. 
She leaned forward to tell Papa Doll to start, 
when she hit a little wheel in front, and 
before Papa had time to climb in, the 
wheels turned and the carriage started with- 
out him. 

It flew by the Mama Doll’s chair, and 
almost knocked the colored nurse and the 
Baby Doll down. It went around the parlor 
several times, then out into the hall, upsetting 
the umbrella-stand and the card-receiver, tore 
around the dining-room table, and then back 
into the parlor again. 

Pinkie and the Twins sat very still. 
Several times they opened their mouths to 

cry, but instead they said, “ Oh ! oh ! ” 

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What Happened in the Dolls* House 

The Mama Doll wrung her hands as 
they flew by her. The colored nurse stood 
on a chair and screamed, which woke the 
Baby Doll, and the Papa Doll ran after 
them, calling, “Here! here!” 

Soon Pinkie was able to turn the wheel 
and stop the carriage. 

It stopped so suddenly that the Twins 
almost fell off the seat. The Papa Doll 
then got in and took them all for a ride. 
It was great fun, for soon they could fly 
in and out among the furniture without 
upsetting it. They took turns in riding 
until the Twins were too sleepy to keep 
awake any longer. Then they left the little 
carriage in the parlor just where they had 
found it. 

The Mama Doll and the Papa Doll 
stole back into the kitchen again ; the colored 
nurse and the Baby Doll went out on the 
piazza ; the Twins fell asleep on the sofa, and 
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What Happened in the Dolls* House 

Pinkie took off her silk dress and lace under- 
clothes and crept into bed. 

It was not till a long time afterward that 
the dolls found out that the new toy was a 
Dolls* Automobile. 


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THE GREEDY BABBITS 











THE GREEDY RABBITS 


T he rabbits had a secret. Over in the 
corner of the wire cage they were 
whispering, with their heads close 
together, and their tiny pink noses wiggling 
as they talked. There were four rabbits in 
all — Mr. and Mrs. Rabbit, and two babies, 
all with long pink ears and stubby tails. 
The Yellow Cat, who lived in the garden, 
walked by several times and wondered what 
they were talking about. At last she stopped, 
and said : ‘‘ Good morning, Mrs. Rabbit. 

Are you and the children well this morn- 
ing ? " 

Mrs. Rabbit put back her ears in surprise. 
'^‘Yes, Miss Tabby,” said she, '‘we are very 
well indeed.” 


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The Greedy 'Rabbits 

“Oh,” said the Yellow Cat, “I thought 
perhaps something was the matter ! ” 

But Mrs. Rabbit shook her head, and Mr. 
Rabbit said “Humph!” so crossly that the 
Y ellow Cat walked away 
with her tail high in the 
air. She met the White 
Cat out walking, who lived 
next door, and told her 
about the rabbits. 

The White Cat said : 
“ They always were a cross 
family. For my part, I 
don’t like rabbits anyway ; 
they have such horrid little tails.” 

So both cats looked at their own fine tails, 
and forgot the rabbits, who continued to whisper. 

“Shall we try it to-night?” asked Mrs. 
Rabbit. 

“ By all means,” said Mr. Rabbit, lying flat 
on his stomach and stretching out his hind legs ; 
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The Greedy 'Rabbits 

“for the moon will be out to-night and light 
up the garden, and we can play among the 
shadows.” 

“ It seems to me,” remarked Mrs. Rabbit, 
offering a clover-leaf to one of the babies, 
“ that it will be a great deal of work to dig our 
way out under this wire.” 

Mr. Rabbit nodded his head, but before he 
had time to speak both the little rabbits cried: 
“ Oh, do let’s try it, mama ! ” 

“Then,” said Mrs. Rabbit, “be sure not to 
let the gardener know about it, for he would 
be very angry if he found out that we were 
planning to run loose in the garden, where the 
lettuce and cabbages grow.” 

So both little rabbits kept very quiet, al- 
though it was hard for them not to smile 
when the gardener came to give them their 
supper. 

The Yellow Cat walked by waving her 
tail and saying, “I am on my way to the 
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White Cat’s party. Too bad that you can 
not all go with me.” 

When all was quiet in the garden, and 
even the birds were asleep, the rabbits began 
to dig their way out. 
They found it very 
hard work indeed ; 
even Papa Bunny grew 
tired. 

‘‘ Dear me,” exclaimed 
Mrs. Rabbit, stopping her work for a moment, 
‘‘ my paws are a sight from the dirt ! ” 

‘'So are mine,” declared Papa Bunny; “but 
think of the lettuce in the garden.” 

“Oh, yes. Mama, think of the lettuce!” 
cried the little rabbits. 

So Mrs. Rabbit went back to help in the 
digging, and at length the hole was large enough 
for baby rabbits to crawl through. 

“ Mind, children ; don’t run away,” panted 
Mrs. Rabbit, trying to squeeze through. 

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The little rabbits had to wait for the hole 
to be dug big enough for their parents to go 
through, though even then Mr. Rabbit got a 
fine squeezing and had to stop to catch his 
breath. 

Shall we eat or play?’' asked Mother 
Rabbit ; but hardly had the words left her lips, 
when the children and their father cried: ‘‘Oh, 
eat, by all means ! ” 

They scampered over to the lettuce-bed, 
the little rabbits making so much noise with 
their talk and laughter that Mrs. Rabbit had 
to say “Hush!” several times. 

It was just like a picnic. They had 
never seen so many good things to eat before 
— lettuce and cabbage-leaves to nibble, and 
carrots and radishes and parsley. 

They were so busy they did not say a word. 
Once they thought they heard the Yellow Cat 
coming, but it was only an apple falling from 
the tree. 


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The Greedy 'Rabbits 


After they had eaten all that they could 
possibly hold, they played tag, and hide-and- 
seek among the vegetables, and hop-scotch 
over the shadows which the moon made. 



At length Mrs. Rabbit said: ‘'Come, my 
dears, we must go back, for it is late, and some 
one might see us.” 

“Just one more game of tag. Mother, 
please ! ” cried the babies ; but Papa Rabbit 
declared they must go. 

Back to the cage they ran, and after much 
trouble crawled through the hole. It was a 
tight squeeze for them. 

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The little rabbits had the stomach-ache 





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They were too excited to sleep, and whis- 
pered over their good time until they heard 
the Yellow Cat coming home from the party. 
But before long the little rabbits began to feel 
sick, and then the Papa and Mama Rabbits 
felt sick too — such awful stomach-aches as 
they all had, only the Papa and Mama had 
bigger ones, of course. The baby rabbits lay 
on their sides, their paws crossed and the big 
tears rolling down their cheeks. Papa and 
Mama tried to help them, but it was a long 
time before they grew better. 

They were still so ill when the gardener 
came with their breakfast that they could not 
eat. He wondered what was the matter, but 
he did not find out until some time later, when 
he saw the lettuce-bed. 

The Yellow Cat never found out their 
secret. 


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THE BROWN SHOES’ STORY 


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THE BROWN SHOES' STORY 


O NE night, when all was quiet in the 
nursery, the little Red Slippers 

looked around the corner of the 

crib and called '‘Hello!’* The Brown 
Shoes, which stood on the shelf over the fire- 
place, pretended not to hear. 

"Hello!” called the Red Slippers again. 
"What is it?” asked the Brown Shoes. 

" Are you so old,” asked the Red Slip- 

pers, laughing, "that you can not hear?” 

The Brown Shoes answered: "It is all 
Mrs. Clock’s fault. She is ticking so loud 
that I can not hear a thing.” 

At this Mrs. Clock was very angry, and 
instead of replying, screamed out the hour. 

The Brown Shoes fairly shook on the shelf. 

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The 'Brotifn Shoes* Story' 

‘‘ Where have you been to-day ? ” asked 
the Red Slippers, when old Lady Clopk had 
gone back to her ticking. 

''Around the world,” an- 
swered the Brown Shoes, and 
yawned so hard that a button 
burst off and fell to the floor. 

" Good gracious ! ” cried the Red Slip- 
pers. " Don’t do that again, or you will be 
punished by nurse.” 

" I hope,” said the Brown Shoes, " I shall 
never have to do so much playing again. It 
was all on account of the dog, too.” 

" The dog ! ” cried the Red Slippers in 
astonishment. " Do you mean the white 
woolly one that Santa Claus brought ? ” 

The Woolly Dog in the crib above heard 
this, and called out: "No, little Red Slip- 
pers ! Please won’t you and Brown Shoes 
stop your talking and go to sleep ? ” 

" I mean a real dog,” declared the Brown 
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The 'Brotoffi Shoes* Storjr 

Shoes, not noticing the Woolly Dog. ''The 
children have named it Jack. It barks so 
loud that it sounds like a lion. It is fastened 
to a string, and it pulls us everywhere.” 

The Red Slippers walked nearer the man- 
tel, and the Brown Shoes leaned over. 

" I wouldn’t dare come down,” explained 
the Brown Shoes, " for this 
would surely eat me if 
it found me.” 

The Red Slippers gave 
a cry. 

" Oh, it won’t hurt 
you!” said the Brown Shoes. "It likes the 
buttons on me you see.” 

The little Red Slippers pulled the bows 
over to cover up their buttons, nevertheless, 
and asked the Brown Shoes to go on with 
the story. 

" I came near not being worn at all to- 
day,” said the Brown Shoes. " Nurse was 
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The 'Brotn^n Shoes* Story 

going to have the Black Shoes go out, and 
then, as it looked like rain, she sent me in- 
stead. That is the trouble of being the 
oldest shoes in the nursery.” 

The little Red Slippers could hardly wait 
to hear about the dog, so they said, ‘‘ But 
when did the dog come?” 

'‘At breakfast-time. It barked outside of 
the dining-room window and cried until the 
children let it in. It is a white dog, with a 
short tail and a black ear. It was very 
hungry, and the children fed it,” went on the 
Brown Shoes. " Nurse said it must be sent 
away again, but the children wouldn’t let it 

go-" 

" I should love to see it,” said the Red 
Slippers. 

" Oh, no, you wouldn’t ! ” declared the 
Brown Shoes, " for it would nibble your toes. 
It did mine, and its teeth are sharp and fine 
like needles. Such a time as we had with 
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The 'Broton Shoey Story' 


it ! It pulled us all around the streets and 
through a new flower bed the gardener had 
just dug. He ran after us, but the dog 
thought it was some kind of a game and 
laughed and played until we landed in the 
middle of a mud-puddle. You know the 
Yellow Cat, I suppose?” asked the Brown 
Shoes. 

“Yes, I have seen her,” answered the Red 
Slippers. 

“ This afternoon she was eating a chicken- 
bone in the garden, when the dog saw her, 
ran after her and tried to take the bone 
away. The Yellow Cat went to strike him 



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The 'Broteffi Shoe^ Storjr 

with her paw, but when she saw * his horrid 
teeth she was so frightened, she turned and 
ran up the apple-tree.” 

It must be an awful dog ! ” sighed the 
Red Slippers, looking around at the door in 
fear. 

The Woolly Dog was hanging out of his 
crib, laughing as he heard the story. 

What fun ! ” exclaimed he. I hope 
the dog went up the tree, too.” 

The Brown Shoes were so angry that 
they almost burst off another button. 

‘'The Yellow Cat stayed in the tree all 
afternoon,” said the Brown Shoes, “ and if 
the dog did get the chicken-bone, he did not 
get her.” 

The Red Slippers were about to speak 
again of the real dog, when Mrs. Clock rang 
out. She raged for so long a time, that the 
Brown Shoes fell asleep and could not answer 
any more questions. 


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The 'Brotvn Shoes* Sforjr 

The little Red Slippers crept under the 
crib, but the Woolly Dog sat up, and said, 
I wish the dog had gone up the tree, too.” 
As no one answered this, the dog went to 
sleep, and Mrs. Clock ticked away in the 
silence. 


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THE NEW DOLL 


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THE NEW DOLL 


O NE morning Arabella went out to 
ride in the dolls’ carriage. When 
she came back into the nursery she 
was much excited, so much so that all the 
other dolls noticed it. 

Just as soon as Anne left the room and 
closed the door, Arabella said, “ I know some- 
thing that none of you other dolls know.” 

All the dolls looked at one another, and 
no one pretended to know anything except 
Mabel Ellen, the rag doll, who said, ‘‘No, 
sir ; I know something, too.” 

’ “ But it isn’t the same thing,” said Ara- 
bella ; “ because no one else could know it.” 

“ It may not be the same thing,”' an- 
swered Mabel Ellen, “ but it is something.” 

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t5he Doll 


When did you hear this, Arabella ? 
asked Pinkie, leaning out of one of the win- 
dows in the Dolls’ House. 

‘‘This morning,” said Arabella, feeling the 
locket and chain around her neck. 

“Do tell us!” urged the Indestructible 
Doll in the corner. 

“Yes, please!” echoed the Brownie Sailor, 
and all the other dolls ; even Mabel Ellen, 
the rag doll, cried, “ Oh, do ! ” 

Arabella would much rather have had 
them guess, but as none of the dolls would 
do this, she had to tell them. 

So Arabella said, “ I will tell you, but 
you must not tell.” 

All the dolls shook their heads, and said, 
“ No, we won’t.” 

“ Cross your hearts,” said Arabella sol- 
emnly. And all the dolls crossed their 
hearts. 

Then Arabella leaned forward. “ There 
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is going to be another doll in the nursery to- 
day,” she said, and stopped, for some of the 
dolls looked pleased, and some looked as 
though they were going to cry ; but all were 
surprised. 

'' I hope,” said the Peanut Doll, from the 
mantel, “that it is not one of those Walnut 
Dolls, for if it is, I won’t stay.” 

“ No, it isn’t a Walnut Doll, I know,” 
went on Arabella, “ and I think Anne said 
it was a China Doll.” 

All the dolls turned and looked at Flora 
Louise, the China Doll. She grew red in 
the face. 

“Another China Doll!” cried she. “I 
think it is mean ! ” 

“ You can’t expect to be the only China 
Doll in the nursery always,” said Mabel Ellen. 

And Pinkie murmured, “ Of course not ! ” 
H owever, she was glad that it was not an- 
other doll with a pink silk dress. Flora 
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‘‘It isn’t a Walnut Doll, is it?” asked the 
Peanut Doll, scrambling down from the mantel. 

“ No, it’s not a Walnut Doll, either,” 
whispered Mabel Ellen. 

“ I am from China,” said the new doll, 
fanning herself as she looked about. 

“ But you are not a China Doll,” said 
Flora Louise, going up to her. 

The doll from China smiled. “ No,” she 
answered, showing her little pink feet. “No 
Chinese dolls are china.” 

The Chinese doll was so smiling and 
friendly that Flora Louise almost wished that 
she was made of china. 

All the dolls stood in a circle about the 
new doll, and she let them play with her fan 
and parasol. 

“What is your name?” asked Arabella, 
pulling her chair nearer. 

“ San Goo,” said the Chinese doll, “ and 
my sister’s name is San Loo.” 

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“ Is your sister coming too ? '' inquired 
Pinkie. 

‘‘ No ; she is over in China,” said San 
Goo. ‘‘ I came from China on a great big 
ship.” 

All the dolls opened their eyes wide at 
this. 

I know where China is,” remarked the 
Peanut Doll, ‘‘ because when I was growing 
up I saw some boys and girls digging in the 
garden, and they said they were going to dig 
through to China.” 

‘‘ They would have to dig a long while,” 
laughed the Brownie Sailor. 

San Goo shook her head. “ I came on a 
ship,” said she. I do not know the other 
way.” 

** What small feet you have ! ” said Ara- 
bella, putting up her feet and showing her 
white stockings and red shoes. 

‘‘ All Chinese dolls have small feet,” said 
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^he Doll 


San Goo ; ‘‘ but I would love to try on a 
pair of your shoes.” 

So Arabella promised to let her try the 
red ones on just as soon as it grew dark. 
That night all the dolls listened to San Goo’s 
stories. 

She told them about the Chinese mothers 
and their doll babies, and many stories of 
mice and pigeons that they had never heard 
before. 

The next morning, when Anne went into 
the nursery, she found Arabella in her stock- 
ing feet. 

San Goo was asleep in the chair beside 
her, with her feet held out in front of her 
and Arabella’s shoes on. 

The shoes were much too large for San 
Goo. 

San Goo woke up, and looked so sad 
when the shoes were taken off that Anne 
gave her a pair of shoes and stockings too. 

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I5he Doll 


The stockings were white and the shoes red, 
just like Arabella’s. 

And that is why San Goo makes every 
one laugh who sees her in the nursery with 
her little black eyes and her little red dress 
and fan, and her little Chinese feet in shoes 
and stockings. 


6o 


WHAT THE SUNFLOWER 

SAW 


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WHAT THE SUNFLOWER 
SAW 


T he Eyebrights were the first flowers 
to wake up. They looked at the 
sun and nodded, then at the trees ; 
then they thought they would like to look at 
the Eyebrights in the next garden, but they 
could not because of a tall board fence. The 
Eyebrights were lonely at first, for they had 
no one to play with, but before long the 
Violets woke up. The minute the Violets 
stirred the Eyebrights called Hello ! ” 
The Violets nodded lazily. ''We are glad 
that you are awake,” said the Eyebrights, 
" for now we shall have some fun.” 

The Violets yawned, and asked, "Aren’t 
there other Eyebrights near?” 

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What the Sxiriflotafer SalSAf 

Perhaps,” said the Eyebrights, ‘‘ but we 
can’t see because of the high fence. You are 
taller than we are ; can you see over it ? ” 

The Violets stretched, but they could not 
see over it. 

'' Couldn’t you peek through the cracks, 
then ? ” asked the Eyebrights. 

If you can’t see with your eyes,” said 
the Violets, ‘‘we couldn’t.” 

At first the Violets didn’t care what was 
on the other side of the fence, but after they 
had been awake a few days they began to 
wonder if there were any Violets over there. 
So when the Dandelions began to appear, the 
Violets asked them if they knew what was 
on the other side. 

The Dandelions did not know. “We 
hope,” they said, “ that there are plenty of 
other Dandelions, and that we won’t have to 
be eaten before we have had some fun.” 

“ Perhaps when the Buttercups come they 
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we couldn’t.” 



What -the StinJlotejer Scit£f 

will be able to see for us,” said the Eye- 
brights. 

“We will ask the Sun when the Butter- 
cups are going to wake up,” said the Violets. 
That night none of the flowers folded up as 
close as usual, but kept watch for the Sun. 
When the Sun came up the Violets said, 
“ When are the Buttercups going to wake 
up ? ” The Sun did not reply at once, and 
the Violets began again: “When ” 

The Sun said, “ I am in such a hurry 
now that I can’t wait to answer questions. 
Everybody wants me ; all the vegetables are 
calling, and the roses have hardly seen me at 
all.” 

The Buttercups, however, came before 
very long. There were so many of them, and 
there was so much to talk about, that the 
flowers played together from morning until 
night. 

“ We asked the Sun when you were com- 
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What the Sxirtflo^er Satef 

ing,” said the Dandelions, and the Sun was 
too busy to answer.” 

‘‘ The Sun is always busy,” said the Butter- 
cups ; ‘‘ we just have to follow it around when 
we want to see it at all.” 

As the Buttercups turned 
toward the Sun, they saw 
the high board fence. 

Why, what is that ? ” 
asked they. 

“ A terrible fence,” said 
the Eyebrights. 

‘‘ Will it hurt us ? ” asked 
the Buttercups. 

‘‘ Oh, no ! ” said the Vio- 
lets, ‘‘but we can’t even see 
if there are flowers in the 
next yard to play with.” 
“We like it,” said the Dandelions. 

“We are afraid of it,” said the Eye- 
brights, “ for we have heard queer noises 
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What the Sxinfloiufer Sa^ 

sometimes, and we think the fence makes 
them.” The other flowers were all surprised 
to hear this, as they had not noticed any 
noise; but the Eyebrights said, ‘‘We hear a 
little noise, and a big noise, too. We do not 
know what it is, but it must be the fence.” 

“If we could only see over it,” said the 
Buttercups, stretching, and tossing their heads. 

But though they could not see they 
thought perhaps the Daisies could, for the 
Daisies grew so very tall — taller than any of 
the other flowers in the garden. 

While they were waiting for the Daisies 
to grow up, the noise that the Eyebrights 
had spoken about was heard again. It was 
a loud noise and all the little flowers in the 
garden trembled. “ That is what we meant,” 
whispered the Eyebrights. The flowers nod- 
ded their heads, and listened a long time, but 
did not hear it again. They kept as far 
away from the board fence as possible. 

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What the Stinflottifer Sat&f 


When the Daisies woke up there was 
great excitement. All the flowers talked at 
once, and tried to tell about the noise and 
the terrible fence. The daisies did not know 
which way to look or where to turn. 

At last the Buttercups told the story, and 
the Daisies were amazed. If you could 
only look over in the next yard and see for 
us,” said the Buttercups. 

The Daisies stretched just as far as they 
could, all the other flowers eagerly crying, 
'‘What do you see? What do you see?” 
And the Daisies had to sink back, and hang- 
ing their heads, they said, “We can’t see at 
all.” 

“We shall never know what is in the 
next garden, shall we ? ” said the Violets. 

“It is a shame, for we might have such 
fun ! This is a horrid garden, anyway,” said 
the Buttercups ; “ it would be much nicer to 
be over there.” 


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What the Stinflo^er Sate/ 

The Daisies looked up, and saw a bee 
flying by. ‘‘ What is in the next garden ? ” they 
asked him ; and the bee called back : Ask 

the Sunflower ; I am too busy to stop.” 



All the flowers were rather surprised, for 
they had forgotten the Sunflower. They 
turned, and saw it growing close to the board 
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What the Sxxnflo^er Sa^ 


fence. It looked lonely and very big. It 
was just waking up, and was so full of sleep 
that they had to wait several days to speak 
to it. They were rather afraid of it, for the 
Sunflower was a giant in their eyes. 

The Daisies were the only ones who 
would speak to it. Please, Mrs. Sunflower,” 
they said, “will you tell us about the garden 
next door ? ” 

The Sunflower turned down her head. 
She had so many black eyes that all the 
flowers trembled. “ What did you say ? ” 
asked she. 

“We would like to know what grows on 
the other side of the fence, Mrs. Sunflower. 
We are too short to see. Would you mind 
telling us ? ” 

Mrs. Sunflower smiled at this. “ No,” 
she said, “ I will look over and see.” So she 
turned her head and looked over the fence. 
Then she said, “ Humph ! There is a Yellow 
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Mrs. Sunflower had so many black eyes that all the flowers trembled 







What the Sunflower Sa^ 

Cat there, with green eyes. I don’t like cats ; 
and there are some white things in a cage, 
called rabbits.” 

“Are there any flowers there?” asked the 
Eyebrights. 

“Yes, a few,” said the Sunflower, looking 
around. 

“ Oh, if we were only there ! ” said the 
Violets. 

“ Oh, yes, we wish we were there ! ” said 
the other flowers. 

“No,” said the Sunflower; “oh, no, you 
don’t ; for there is a cow there, a large cow, 
and it is in the midst of the flowers.” 

The Violets and Eyebrights and Butter- 
cups and Daisies all screamed at this. 

“ Listen,” said the Sunflower, “ to the 
noise the cow makes.” It was the same noise 
the flowers had heard before. “ If it wasn’t 
for the fence here,” said the Sunflower, “we 
would be afraid of it, too.” 

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What the Stiriflotifer Sate/ 

All the little flowers said, Thank you, 
Mrs. Sunflower,” and looked at one another, 
and then crept up just as near to the board 
fence as they could get. 


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THE FOOLISH YOUNG ROBIN 


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THE FOOLISH YOUNG ROBIN 


T his is the story of the Yellow Cat 
and the foolish young Robin. 

The Yellow Cat, as you know, 
lived in the garden, and the Robin with his 
brothers and sisters lived in the top of the 
pear-tree. There were five little Robins in 
all, and if there had been another one I 
really do not know how there would have 
been room for it, for the five just filled the 
nest up. 

It was a cozy little nest, made of twigs, 
cotton, and straw, and just high enough so 
that when Mrs. Robin flew away in search 
of food the little Robins could put their 
heads over the side of it and watch her. 

When the little birds were old enough, 
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^he Foolish 'ifoting *Robin 

Mrs. Robin began to teach them to sing. 
Such a noise as they made ! It sounded 
far more like squeaking than singing. The 
children laughed when they heard it, but the 
Yellow Cat was much disturbed by it and 
humped her back at them. Then they must 
learn to fly. They were anxious indeed to 
try, but at first they could only hop from 
twig to twig and flap their wings a bit. 

Mrs. Robin flew madly about. “This is 
the way ! this is the way ! ” she cried, but it 
took a long time before the little Robins 
could fly at all. 

Mrs. Robin used to say to them, “ Never 
go on to the lowest branch of the tree, for 
you can never tell when the Yellow Cat will 
be around trying to catch you.” 

The Yellow Cat looked like a terrible 
monster ; even the sight of her made them 
tremble. She used to lie under the tree and 
blink her great eyes at them and they called 


^he Foolish 'foxing 'Robin 

her the green-eyed monster on account of her 
unfriendliness. 

One day a great rain-storm came. Mrs. 
Robin knew that after it the ground would 
be covered with fine worms ; so she left the 
little Robins to go and pick up one for their 
supper. “ Now, my dear children,” said she, 
when about to start, “ be sure that you take 
good care of yourselves while I am gone. 
Don’t quarrel, and, above all things, don’t 
leave the nest, for fear the Yellow Cat should 
be about.” The little Robins nodded their 
heads and promised to be good little birds. 
'‘Very well,” said Mrs. Robin, “and I prom- 
ise you, my dears, that I will bring you 
home a fine worm for your supper. 

Then away she flew, and the little birds 
fell a-talking about the fine supper they were 
to have. 

Great was their surprise when one of their 
brothers said, “ I am going out for a little fly.” 

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lohe Foolish '^otxng 'Robin 

‘‘ Oh, no, no, brother ! ” they cried in great 
alarm. 

But this foolish young Robin said, 
“Pshaw! who is afraid?” 

At this the other four began to cry, and 
beg him not to go lest the Yellow Cat should 
be about. 

“Oh, I am not afraid of the Yellow Cat!” 
said he, with a toss of his head. 

In vain did they try to stop him, for he 
flew about and called back to them to come 
along with him. 

The other little Robins remembered what 
their mother had told them and would not 
leave the nest. 

Their disobedient brother flew about, and 
so delighted was he at the way he could fly, 
that he quite forgot where he was going, and 
not until he reached the lowest limb of the 
tree did he remember the Yellow Cat. Then 
he suddenly looked down, and there she stood, 
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her eyes fixed on him, all ready to spring if 
he flew off the limb. 

The foolish young Robin was so fright- 
ened that he could hardly cling to the branch 
of the tree. His heart beat loud, and his 
wings refused to work. His brothers and 
sisters saw him and began to cry. What a 
noise they made. Mrs. Robin heard them 
and flew home, and saw at once the trouble 
of her bad boy. She flew at the Yellow Cat, 
and screamed so loudly, that finally the man 
in the garden heard the noise and drove the 
Yellow Cat away. 

The foolish young Robin flew back to the 
nest to his brothers and sisters, and a fine 
scolding Mrs. Robin gave him for disobeying 
her. 

H e was so scared that he could not eat 
any supper at all, and so missed the fine 
worm which his mother had provided. 


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A TEA-PARTY IN FAIRYLAND 


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A TEA.PAR.TY IN FAIR.YLAND 


O N E day Anne went to a party in 
Fairyland. It happened in this 
way : She lay down on the sofa 
and closed her eyes. In a short time a little 
fairy hopped out of the fireplace. The fairy 
put her head on one side and listened a 
moment. “ Hello, little girl ! ” she said, 
walking over and touching Anne lightly on 
the forehead. 

‘‘Hello!” said Anne, sleepily; “who are 
you ? ” 

“ I am a fairy,” answered the little figure. 
Anne gave a cry of pleasure. The fairy 
held up a warning forefinger. “Hush!” said 
she, “ for no one must hear us. I have just 
come from Fairyland.” 

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A Tea-Tarty' in Fairyland 


‘‘Is it a long way to Fairyland?” asked 
Anne. 

“ A long way, indeed,” answered the 
fairy. “How would you like to go there?” 

“ Oh, please take me ! ” cried 
Anne, clapping her hands ; “ I 
have never been.” 

“You are altogether too large 
to go to Fairyland,” said the 
fairy. “You would look like 
a giant there, and all the lit- 
tle people would be afraid of 
you.” 

“ Oh, dear ! ” exclaimed Anne ; “ I don’t 
want them to be afraid of me. What shall 
we do ? ” 

The fairy pulled out her wand, saying, 
“ I shall have to change you into a tiny girl, 
so lie still.” She touched Anne with the 
wand on her face, her hands, and her feet, 
and instantly Anne could feel herself shrink- 
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A TecL^Tarty in Fairyland 

ing up. She was no larger than the smallest 
doll. 

‘‘ Now we are all ready to start,” said the 
fairy, taking her hand ; ‘‘ we must hurry, or 
we will be late for the party.” 

'‘Is there going to be a party?” asked 
Anne. 

"Yes; a tea-party,” murmured the fairy, 
and then they flew up the chimney and away. 

The party had begun when Anne and the 
fairy reached Fairyland, and the fairies were 
much excited about it. They had on their 
best dresses and pointed caps, and said, 
"Thank you” and "If you please” when 
spoken to. They were surprised to see a lit- 
tle girl at their party. Many of them stopped 
playing with a spider to come and look at 
her. When Anne spoke they trembled, for 
her voice seemed deep and gruff. 

" Please tell us how you play,” said the 
fairy who was giving the party. 

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Anne looked about for a place to sit 
down. 

‘‘ Sit on this yellow squash blossom/' 
whispered her friend. Anne obeyed, though 
she was afraid it would not hold her. She 
had forgotten how small she had grown. 

The fairies sat around her on nasturtium 
blossoms and rocked gently back and forth. 
Anne told them about kindergarten and ri- 
ding a tricycle, and they listened, wonder- 
struck. 

It must be fine to ride a tricyle," said 
one little fairy. 

‘‘Yes,” said another, “for all we do is 
swing on a spiders web sometimes.” 

Just then a large June Bug came crawl- 
ing in among them. Anne screamed, but 
the fairies cried, “Give us a ride, Mr. June 
Bug.” 

Mr. June Bug was very good-natured and 
drew them for some time. Anne began to 
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feel hungry, and wondered when it would be 
time for the party. 

She asked her friend, and the fairy re- 
plied, '‘Very soon now; I see they are get- 
ting it ready.” 

There were no sandwiches and ice-cream, 
such as children have at their parties. In- 
stead, the fairies nibbled the little peppers 
which grew on the nasturtium vines. They 
seemed to enjoy these, and ate so many that 
Anne did not tell them how unpleasant she 
thought they were. She threw hers away 
when no one was looking. 

The fairy next to her said, "Aren’t these 
good ? ” Anne did not reply. 

Next they passed little flowers from which 
the fairies sucked the honey. These took the 
place of ice-cream. When they had sucked 
all the honey they wanted, it was time to go 
home. Each little fairy got down from her 
seat, shook out her skirts, straightened her 

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A Tea-’Ta.riy in Fairyland 

cap, and then solemnly picked a green nas- 
turtium leaf to use for an umbrella. They 
said ‘‘Good night,” and walked away holding 
the parasols over their heads. 

Anne wanted to stay longer, but the fairy 
said, “No, it is growing late, and the fireflies 
are beginning to light up.” So they traveled 
home, and before Anne had time to thank 
the fairy she had disappeared up the chim- 
ney. Then Anne woke up. 

“ Perhaps,” said she, rubbing her sleepy 
eyes, “rt is nice to be a fairy, but I would 
rather be a little girl and eat ice-cream.” 

^OFC. 

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THE END 


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